Due to the nature of interpersonal relationships, Lia feels that she is all alone as she is neglected by her mother and has no father. The problems in Lia's life worsen as her friends, such Elliot and Sarah, attempt to intervene. Her mother is becom...
I'm so fed up with this thing we called "life." I'm tired of Mom's stupid addictions and her constant complaining about Dad's death. Honestly, I don't care anymore—I just want to run away.
"Lia, come eat break—" Mom started to say as I rushed past her, grabbing my lunch before heading out the front door. I could feel the tears welling up as I glanced back and saw her, cigarette in hand, watching me. I quickly boarded the bus and sat next to Elliot.
"What's wrong, Aurelia?" he asked, concern evident in his eyes.
"Nothing, I'm just a bit tired," I replied, guilt weighing heavily in my voice.
He could tell something was off, but he didn't push it.
When I got to class, it hit me—I'd forgotten about the quiz today, and I hadn't studied at all. Being new here, I still wasn't caught up with the material, even though school had already started.
"Good morning, class," Miss A greeted us. "Before we start the quiz, I wanted to remind everyone that we offer free counseling here at the school. This is our first year with a counselor on staff, so please don't hesitate to sign up."
The quiz turned out to be easier than I expected, but I still felt uneasy. I needed to talk to Miss A.
"Miss A, I'd like to sign up for counseling," I said nervously after class.
"Come with me," she responded, smiling reassuringly.
I followed Miss A to the counselor's office, where she introduced me to Mr. Thompson. I wasn't much of a talker, so I just gave a small wave.
"What's your name, dear?" Mr. Thompson asked gently.
"I'm Aurelia, sir," I replied.
"Nice to meet you, Aurelia. Can you tell me a bit about yourself?"
And then, for the first time, I began to open up. I told him about Dad's death, about Mom's addiction to drugs and cigarettes, and about how I've been feeling.
After I finished talking, Mr. Thompson leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. "Aurelia," he said softly, "you're carrying a lot on your shoulders. But you don't have to do it alone. We're here to help you."
As I left the counselor's office, I felt a little lighter, like maybe, just maybe, things could get better. I wasn't sure what the future held, but for the first time in a long while, I felt like I wasn't completely alone. Maybe running away wasn't the answer. Maybe, with some help, I could start to find my way through this mess called life.
And as I walked back to class, I decided to take things one day at a time. It wasn't much, but it was a start.
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